Advice From a Psychiatric Nurse
Charcoal clouds
thunder heavy rains-the glowing eye
of New Mexico's sky
is bandaged,
cushioned with silver. Drops of rain
slide silken
down her wrists
mixed with red colors of sunsets
in June,
as is the month in her mind.
October is black;
September yellow gold orange,
the month of her birth is green
with white- grey
mixed in as stripes, curving like the road
she lost herself on.
The Moon rises
with the evening star,
night suns.
Visit New Mexico,
view the skies- diamond cut nights
and sunsets
spread colors
expanding like the universe.
A sky writes her poem,
flinging
her winged soul
into fresh air startling,
a flock of birds
taking off, soaring.
It is dewy softness suspended,
after the rain.
The colors are rainbows reversed
or upside down...
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